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Winston shared a glance with Peter.

"These are my daughters clothes. I don't know why it's stained with blood or why it's hidden in his kitchen but these are my daughter's clothes", Conrad faked a sniff.

Thomas stared wide-eyed.

Winston turned to him, "is this your wife's?" He asked

Thomas shook his head whilst staring at the clothes in Conrad's hand.

"It's not? Who's is it then?" Winston asked. It was getting interesting.

"It's not mine. It's not.. I don't know. I just need to go home", Thomas shook his head.

Winston shared a glance with Peter again .

Peter spoke this time, "why don't you follow us to the station Mr. Williams", he moved closer to Thomas but Thomas moved backwards, shaking his head vehemently.

"I'm not Denzel. I'm not. My name is Thomas", he knew all he was about to say was not going to make any sense but he wasn't going to spend his night in a cell.

"Mr. Williams", peter moved closer.

"My poor child", Deborah cried in the corner while Winston took the clothes from
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